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A loss for words,

A million thing to say, A billion ideas scrambled, But your words, " what's it mater?" , Remain clear, So so what's there to say, For a short time, I got to make you smile, And oh what a smile, For a short time, I got to make you laugh, And what a memorable laugh, But what's it matter? 3 days to make a connection, 4 to share a kiss, 6 to develop desire, 2 weeks to build up the joy, And 3 weeks to build up emotion, To me that's a beautiful thing, Something wonderful, Something cherished, But what's it matter, As my words fall short, My actions contort, My mind now distorts, At a loss for words, At least the ones that mean something, If any did.
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